CHAPTER XIII

What “hope” is to the Solomon islander—The use of the evil eye.

Sacred places in the Solomons are called hope, the word being used

in very much the same way as _tapu_ (taboo) is by the Maoris of New

Zealand, and other savage races, but, unlike the Maoris, the Solomon

islanders use “hope” to keep a place free from trespassers; thus if a

native has a cocoa-nut grove or a yam patch he erects a “hope,” and so

prevents any other native from going to it.

It is a strange custom and difficult to fathom, but the belief in it

is so strong that the most daring native would not dream of testing

its powers. There are various kinds of “hopes,” some will result in

the death of any one trespassing on them, whilst others will only

bring sickness upon him. A death “hope” will have a skull on it, or a

piece of shell, or part of an ant’s nest, and on seeing these signs

the intruder knows what to expect—that he will die as the man {135}

has died whose skull is there, or die as surely as the fish which once

lived in the shell has died, or as the ants which inhabited the nest.

A “hope” in which coral takes the place of the above objects announces

sickness to the trespasser.

A chief’s house and the grounds adjoining it are nearly always “hope,”

and only his wives are allowed to go into them, other intruders will

either die or fall sick. Certain animals and places are also “hope,”

and little altars are built on some of the small islands which make

them sacred. In fact, “hope” is a most extraordinary thing and can be

used in the most eccentric ways. I heard of one place which was once

“hope,” and yet had the “hope” taken away from it for no particular

reason. Then, again, crocodiles are in some parts “hope” and are not

allowed to be killed; but in one of the rivers where crocodiles abound

a youth was killed by them, and the chief took the “hope” off until the

boy’s father had slain a sufficient number to satisfy his anger, and

then back went the “hope.”

Another kind of “hope” was seen by Lieutenant B. T. Somerville, and was

made by putting a festoon of a certain creeper across the entrance to

a cocoa-nut grove, with pieces of the same material along it {136} at

regular intervals, hanging perpendicularly downwards and secured to

the ground. “I had two natives with me at the time,” he states, “and

at first they did not like to land on the islet bearing this mark as

it had been ‘hoped’ by their chief, Bera. They did land eventually,

however, and one of them went under the hope barricade, picked the

central tiny shoot of a large fern—in appearance like the English

hart’s-tongue fern—from which he nibbled a little bit, and then handed

it to the other man who did the same. They assured me that now the hope

would have no effect as long as they did not steal any nuts.”

There seem to be various methods of overcoming “hope,” the chief being

by a payment to the owner of it. He will extort what he considers a

sufficiently large sum of money to take away the ill effects which

would otherwise have followed if the “hope” had been scouted. “Hope”

altars are also built in various parts of the bush as a means of

warding off certain evil spirits. On these food and other things are

placed, such as broken pots, shells, old pipes, and worn-out musical

instruments, and the evil spirit dare not come near them.

[Illustration 45: A TAPU VIRGIN, BRITISH SOLOMON ISLANDS

At the launching of a new war canoe in New Georgia, two virgins are

taken from the tribe; one is publicly sacrificed, and the other kept

in seclusion from four to five years. During this time an old woman

acts as guard over her. Should she break the tabu she is put to

death. The skulls on the sticks are a sign to all that if they molest

her their heads will be stuck up in the same way. The object in the

background is a skull-box; the large necklace is of dogs’ teeth, and

the small necklet of spiral shell ground down; the ear-rings of pieces

of Tredacua.]

In spite of the fact that the white men scorn these “hopes” and do not

suffer any bad results, {137} it has in no way brought discredit

on them; the belief is quite as strong now as it ever was, but the

natives think that the white man is guarded by a special providence and

so cling to their belief.

There are many peculiar legends relating to monsters living in certain

parts of the bush country and on certain mountains and islands. One

tells of an enormous clam-shell which lives on the summit of Vonggi, a

mountain some sixteen hundred feet high covered to the top with thick

bush. If any native ventured near it the clam-shell would kill and eat

him.

Superstition and ancient custom make up the chief characteristics of

these natives, and though civilisation has made some difference in

their mode of living, they have not marched with the times as the

natives of some of the adjoining islands have. The men still think

it their duty to be ready for attacks and leave their wives to do

the work, and though the chances of sudden attack have practically

ceased and left them without employment, they have not taken up fresh

work. Even the natives who have returned from the sugar plantations

of Queensland, after their three years’ service, do not endeavour to

instil new ideas into their fraternity by example. They simply throw

off all signs of {138} civilisation and become as the others are,

or if anything lazier, but to these men and their term of service in

Australia I will devote a portion of the next chapter. It is no doubt

owing to the old days of slave traffic, or black-birding as it was

called, that the natives here are shy and backward.

Dr. Guppy mentions a peculiar incident relating to the superstitions

of the Solomon islanders regarding the power of thinking evil of a

person and so bringing disaster upon him. He says that when the natives

cut off locks of their hair for him, which he desired for scientific

purposes, they told him that if any sickness or calamity befell them

they would put it down to him.

The fear of evil wishing is very strong amongst them, and when they

are in mourning, and so have to shave their heads, they bury the hair

in order to prevent enemies getting hold of it. Thought transference

is no speculative theory with them, and they have the most unbounded

faith in its power where evil is concerned, but very few seem to think

it can be used for good. They also imagine that certain people possess

an evil eye or can conjure it up on occasions. They often put down the

death of a chief to an evil eye having been cast on him. This sometimes

results in an {139} unfortunate creature being picked out and killed

through suspicion having fallen on him or her. At other times, when the

supposed culprit has not been found, a terrible panic has taken place

and the whole village has been deserted and a new one built. The old

village then becomes “hope,” and no amount of persuasion will induce

the tribe to go back and settle in it, unless, as in one or two cases,

the “hope” is removed by some great chief or medicine man.

Medicine men here, as in most other places, hold unique positions, and

many a smart villain prospers owing to the belief that he has power

over the unseen—to kill or cure at will. Their houses are taboo or

“hope,” the same as a chief’s, and in many villages they are held in

far greater awe than the chief himself.

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PART III

NEW HEBRIDES

[Illustration 46: BENEATH A BANYAN TREE, MALEKULA ISLAND, NEW HEBRIDES]

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CHAPTER XIV

Islands that are advancing rapidly—Native houses with modern

improvements—A horrible method of getting rid of the old men, and

other burial ceremonies.

There is a remarkable difference between the natives of the New

Hebrides group and any of the inhabitants of the adjoining islands. In

character, disposition, mode of living and religion, they are in many

respects far ahead of their neighbours, and, strange to say, so are

the islands. The soil is better and the climate is more to the liking

of the European, and, owing to the proximity of the islands to Sydney,

they are better served and more up-to-date. Port Vila in Sandwich

Island, the chief centre, is only five days’ sail from that city.

Settlement in the New Hebrides has been going on for some time, and

the white population has nearly doubled itself within the last few

years. In 1901, the French residents and traders far out-numbered the

English, but to-day another tale is {144} told, and British enterprise

and power of colonisation have made a difference in this group; so

much so that they are hardly recognisable, and they only need careful

legislation to enable them to overcome the obstacles mentioned earlier

in this book.

Where dense, uncleared bush grew a few years ago in tangled confusion,

blocking out even the light by its thickness, acres of cultivated

ground can now be seen, which bring to their owners results worthy of

twice the toil that has been expended on them.

The Hebrides is a veritable paradise for the pioneer settler who loves

the wild freedom of island life and is not afraid of work.

A good deal of the prosperity of these islands is undoubtedly

owing to the strenuous efforts of the missionaries, the Australian

Government, and that gigantic trading firm of Messrs. Burns Philp,

who have established a monthly service of steamers, which call at all

the important islands to deliver and take away produce. Throughout

the South Seas they have trading stations, but in New Hebrides their

success has met with better returns than elsewhere, owing to the

greater number of settlers who have gone there and made their homes in

these beautiful islands.

[Illustration 47: THE RAPIDS, WILLIAMS RIVER, ISLAND OF EROMANGA, NEW

HEBRIDES]

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The chief industry is, as in the Solomon Islands, copra, but coffee,

maize, tobacco, bananas, pineapples, and many other tropical products,

are being cultivated successfully, and each year shows some new advance

in agriculture; it is safe to say that before long these islands will

not be far behind the West Indies.

Another feature that has assisted the prosperity of this group is

the fact that those natives who have served their three years on the

plantations in Queensland have not gone back to idleness, as the

Solomon islanders have, but, in the majority of cases, have set to work

on a patch of ground of their own, from which they have earned good

money and so have assisted the prosperity of their country.

It is needless to say that with all these changes the ancient customs

of the natives are fast dying out, which in some cases is rather sad;

but, as may be supposed, in others it is a good thing, and the sooner

their worst ceremony, that of burying the old men alive, is wiped out

the better.

Even to-day, in Malekula, this custom, which has prevailed evidently

since the beginning of the race, is only kept alive by the old men; the

younger ones show an absolute distaste for it. {146} Directly a man or

woman shows signs of decrepitude or helplessness, those who are nearest

to that stage themselves tell him that his time has come, and that his

burial will take place on such and such a date.

On the arrival of the day, the grave for the intended victim is dug,

and, in front of a large crowd, the old man is led or carried to it—if

he be too weak to get into it himself. He is then stretched out at full

length, and, whilst incantations are sung, the earth is thrown over

him, and willing hands soon have the ground level and solid above him,

and the old man is left there to die. The spectators of this ghastly

scene then adjourn to a feast, which is to many of them the most

important part of the ceremony.

[Illustration 48: MOUNT MARION, THE ACTIVE VOLCANO, ISLAND OF AMBRYN,

NEW HEBRIDES]

In some cases the buried man has had sufficient strength left in him to

upheave the earth and rise out of his grave, and has even attempted to

join the feast, but he has been still considered dead, and no one has

given him food. If he be strong enough and can obtain food for himself,

he is buried again and again, until at last he has to die from pure

exhaustion, if nothing else. Should, however, a very tough customer

be met with, and it is found that he refuses to die, and each time

gets out of {147} his grave, he is strangled before being buried

again; for once his death sentence has been passed it must be carried

out—he is a dead man from that hour and nothing can save him. I may

add that directly the man is buried his property is divided amongst

the villagers, so that if he were allowed to come back he would be a

homeless wanderer, and no one would have anything to do with him.

In deference to the other islands it is only fair to state that

Malekula is the most savage one of the group. From a missionary point

of view the island of Tanna is perhaps the worst, as it is stated

that, after sixty years of labour on this island, the converts to

Christianity can all be counted on the fingers of two hands.

Aoba and Sandwich Islands are both beautiful spots and more favoured

than any of the other islands, when beautiful scenery is required.

There are two fine volcanoes, which add considerably to the interest

of the New Hebrides. One of them is at Ambryn, which almost rivals

Etna, and is generally belching forth fire and fumes and now and then a

heavy stream of lava, which makes it somewhat dangerous—as was proved

not a dozen years ago by an eruption there which played havoc with the

place, absolutely destroyed a whole {148} village, and discoloured the

sea for miles round. The roar of the other one at Tanna can be heard

quite distinctly at Port Resolution. One of the peculiarities is that

an eruption occurs systematically every five minutes, though it is not

a bad one. The walk to the volcano through the dense forest from Port

Resolution is very beautiful, and if one keeps on the weather side of

it, so as to avoid the fumes, a more enjoyable half-hour’s climb cannot

be found. On reaching the top the full view of the enormous chasm is

appalling, and the rugged, torn, and blistered sides, the curling

smoke and fumes, and the great gulf, present a picture rivalling our

worst ideas of the lower regions. The explosion which shakes the whole

mountain puts a finishing touch to the scene.

In spite of their more civilised condition the New Hebrides natives

are intensely interesting, owing to the fact that they can speak

English, and like to boast about their acquaintance with Englishmen

in Queensland, and therefore think it necessary to speak the English

language to show they have been there. This enables a visitor to get

information regarding their customs and ceremonies much more easily

than in the other groups.

[Illustration 49: A VILLAGE IN SANTO, NEW HEBRIDES

In the foreground are seated two men, the one on the left with a bow.

The women behind them have their heads shaved in the usual way, with

only a mane down the top of the head. On the ground are ordinary

native pots. The long poles in the thatch are for the purpose of

keeping it from being blown off, and the poles in front are a defence

against pigs and dogs, one of which is seen coming round the corner.]

The natives themselves, taking them as a whole, {149} are better built

and of a more striking appearance than those of the Solomon Islands.

They resemble more nearly the Fijian type than any of the inhabitants

of the sister islands.

A peculiarity most noticeable in the villages is that there is greater

cleanliness and order; the houses are mostly built in groups of four

or five, and are low, broad, barn-like huts in which you have to climb

up a few feet and down again in order to gain admittance to the living

rooms. They are built on the ground and not on piles, and each group is

surrounded by a coral wall on which are stuck long bamboo canes. These

take root immediately, as the wall is built when the coral is soft, and

present an interesting sight. The bamboo canes form a fine high fence,

which, unfortunately, in time totally obscures the houses.

A gap in the wall is left for the residents of these queer compounds to

pass backwards and forwards. Between the houses and the wall a large

cleared space is left where the pigs, the dogs, and the babies play.

The interiors of the houses are not quite as pleasant or artistic. The

whole place inside is blackened with smoke and soot, owing to the smoke

from the fire having no proper outlet. The {150} fire is usually lit

as near the door as possible, but as the doors are very low the smoke

has first to fill the room before it finds its way out. The thatch

being thicker than is usual there is very little room for escape in

that quarter. Bamboo is used chiefly to build the frames on which to

thatch the grass. Forked sticks of a stouter material bear the main

weight of the roof, flimsy bamboo canes are bent right over the ridge

pole about six inches apart, and secured to another stout pole near the

ground, lathes are then run across the bamboo and lashed to them with

fibre, and on this framework the outside of the house is made.

The floors are covered with mats on which the natives squat by day and

sleep at night. Screen mats also divide the interiors of the huts and

cut off the sleeping apartments. A few cooking utensils and worn-out,

soot-begrimed weapons are generally to be seen lying about, but beyond

these articles and the natives themselves, nothing else takes up any

room in these dark abodes.

Each island has its own particular way of building a house, and those

in Malekula are perhaps the best and most modern. Light is admitted to

them through a window at the back, which is boarded up at night or in

rough weather.

[Illustration 50: CHIEF’S HOUSE, AMBRYN, NEW HEBRIDES

Round these houses are dry-built stone or coral walls. I saw more huts

on this island encompassed in this way than on any other. The large

shell hanging from the pole is a sign of a tapu.]

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The usual custom of natives to build near a fresh-water stream is not

carried out in the New Hebrides; they seem to object to fresh water and

seldom, if ever, drink it.

Occasionally they bathe in the sea; but here again they show a marked

difference to the other islanders, for they seldom swim except when

necessity compels them to do so, and so averse are they to water that

they will actually walk an extra half-mile to avoid having to wade or

swim through a creek.

The sanitary arrangements of the village are, of course, conspicuous

by their absence, and were it not for the crowd of dogs, pigs, and

fowls, no visitor could go near them. The work of the missionaries,

however, has done much to improve the home life of the natives, and in

many villages their influence shows itself in the better construction

of the houses and the greater neatness of the villagers; and much

as the searcher after “original conditions” might object to these

improvements, he must declare that from an artistic point of view, if

from no other, these villages surpass those where the missionaries have

not been able to make headway.

The blending of savage ideas and European {152} methods makes a

quaint and interesting picture. A thatched squat native house with a

neat coral path is infinitely better than the muddy, sloppy places of

the past, and a hut where one can see when inside it, and where one

is not blinded by the smoking fire, is surely much better than one in

its native condition, smoke-begrimed and smelling, however natural its

former condition was.

The tambu houses are more carefully constructed here, and are thatched

with banana leaves. They are of course much bigger than the living

houses, and are to be seen close to the dancing grounds in each place.

In them are kept all the accessories to the dances, for dancing

plays a more important part in the life of the New Hebridean than it

does elsewhere, and very elaborate grounds, houses, and regalias are

used. But this side of the life we will leave for another chapter,

as to understand it a further insight into their other ceremonies is

necessary.

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CHAPTER XV

Ancestor worship the religion of the New Hebrides—Temples and strange

figures, and some sacred dances.

Ancestor worship was undoubtedly the original religion of the New

Hebrideans, and in many islands the present form of worship is based

upon it. According to Mr. Macdonald, a resident in Exate, the followers

of it believe that after death the soul passes through six stages

before it finally dies. When its earthly life is over it goes to the

gate of Hades, which is situated at Tukitaki, at the western extremity

of the island. Here it meets Seritan the cannibal executioner, and his

two assistants Vanas and Maxi. Certain questions are then put by them

to the soul, and if it does not answer them satisfactorily it is passed

on to Maseasi, who cuts out its tongue, splits its head open, and

twists it back. If the questions asked by these officials at the gate

are well answered, then the {154} soul is permitted to go on in peace

through its various stages.

Seritan in olden days was a noted cannibal chief, hence his work now in

Hades seems particularly suitable to his past experience. This idea of

the hereafter has a faint resemblance to the Maori beliefs; they hold

that there are certain stages to be gone through, and the same belief

of questions being asked is adhered to—though their final end, if they

be worthy men and true, is not annihilation, as far as I could gather

from the older chiefs, but a life of pleasure.

The trouble is, however, that they have undoubtedly got their ideas

mixed up—a fault one finds with nearly all the savage races of to-day.

In Efaté there are certain classes of people who are allowed to pass

unquestioned into Hades—those belonging to the Namtaku tribe, and

others who have certain figures carved on their bodies. Why they don’t

all go through this operation and escape the chance of having their

necks broken is a mystery, but they are not the only believers in

certain religious rites who do not bother about testing them.

[Illustration 51: THE “M’AKI” GROUND AND THE JAWS OF THE SACRED PIGS,

NEW HEBRIDES]

Modifications of the above belief are also held in other islands,

and in Malekula it is supposed {155} that three stages only are gone

through before the perfect spiritual condition is reached, and that the

soul then fades away into nothingness.

The sacred men of these islands will tell you that they periodically

visit the first stopping-place of the departed souls, and they say

it is a long way under the ground. In this place all the important

affairs of the world are discussed and arranged, and it is from here

that the spirits work and punish those who do not follow the dictates

of the sacred men. These priests or sacred men in this way have gained

a tremendous control over their fellow-men, for superstition is strong

and no native dare disobey a sacred man.

Sacrifices of pig and other foods have to be made to inhabitants of the

under world, and feasts are laid out for them, which they are supposed

to devour when no one is near—a spiritual feast, so spiritual, indeed,

that none but those who believe in these things can see the slightest

signs of any of the food having been touched. Such incredulity,

however, has no effect on the natives, they look at you in a pitying

way when you infer that the food has not been touched—such is belief.

In connection with their religion certain peculiarly shaped stones

are denominated sacred and {156} are said to contain the spirits of

departed relatives. In the case of a chief the stone is placed in a hut

to preserve it from rough weather, and round it are arranged effigies

of the chief, and perhaps of one or two of his nearest relations.

These images, or demits as they are called, are ghastly looking things,

and when one comes suddenly up against them their full horror is

apparent. After death the chief is decapitated and the skull is cleaned

and bleached, and then, with a preparation of clay and fibre, a face

representing his, as it was while he was alive, is modelled on the

bare skull; his peculiarities in feature are emphasised to a degree

bordering on caricature, but they are not meant as caricatures, but are

intended only to bring back to the beholders the characteristic points

of the chief’s face.

[Illustration 52: A MEMORIAL EFFIGY, MALEKULA, NEW HEBRIDES

This figure represents a departed chief who has gone to the under

world and become a “Demit.”

The figure is made on a framework of wood or bamboo, covered with clay

and vegetable fibre. The head is the real skull of the chief covered

in the same way as the body with real hair and beard; the arms, round

which are pigs’ tusks, are made from a small plant, the root forming

the hands. One of the reasons the natives have for making figures in

this way is that the chief may still be able to look upon his friends.

At the side of the figure is a bundle of sacred pigs’ jaws; in front

is a priest.]

The body of the effigy is built up on a framework of wood, and covered

with the same preparation of clay and fibre and modelled in a like

manner, but, as a rule, it is seriously out of proportion. When this

imitation body is finished it is coloured in three shades, red, black,

and white (sometimes blue is found on them, but as the natives are

unable to obtain this colour naturally it is only used where the

traders can supply it). Down the trunk of the body long stripes are

made, running {157} vertically or horizontally, and round the legs

bands of these alternate colours are painted. The shoulders and knees

are decorated with grotesque faces, surmounted by tufts of fibre which

often rise to a distance of three or four inches. A bamboo cane is

stuck in each of these tufts, and on the top of it splendid specimens

of boars’ tusks are sometimes to be seen.

The hands of these idols are made from the roots of a sapling, and add

to the weirdness of the picture. Bracelets of boars’ tusks are also

found on some of these effigies.

Other sheds and places of worship contain somewhat different things.

The sacred stone is guarded by nude wooden figures of men and women,

cut in the roughest style and free from ornament. The posts holding up

the shed have also elaborate figures of strangely misshaped heads with

shapeless bodies attached.

But to the more important part of their religion. In every village

there is a “sing-sing” ground laid out—this is the slang term for

it, but it is appropriate. These grounds are kept for dancing, not

the frivolous dancing of the Europeans, but a sacred, awe-inspiring,

religious ceremony. The very idea of frivolity seems wrong in such a

place. {158} The cleared space is surrounded by a dense, dark bush,

and on the edge of the clearing high wooden posts slanting in various

directions are stuck into the ground. These drums, for such they are,

are grotesque things, standing from four to six feet high, with a dark

slit down the centre, and a fearsome face carved on the front; some are

all face and look like terrible nightmares, and each has behind it a

carved stone.

Picture yourself on one of these grounds on a warm moonlight night,

when a dance is to take place. Dense clouds are rolling over the sky

and now and then obscuring the moon or sending fitful shadows across

the bare space; beyond is black bush so thick that it looks like a

weird inferno. You wait and listen, and hear nothing but the roar of

the distant volcano. Presently a crowd of stark naked natives make

their appearance and take up their position each by the side of a drum,

and begin a dull beating noise to call the dancers. In the centre of

the ground is a circle of five or six white poles, some thirty feet

long, bent and crooked and leaning all ways.

[Illustration 53: DRUM GROVE AT MELE, NEW HEBRIDES

These drums are made of large tree-trunks, burnt out in the centre

through the long slot down the middle; both the slot and the round

openings are sound-holes. The meaning of the designs on the drums is

unknown. A heavy round drum-stick of wood is used. Every one of the

drum-groves I have seen appeared to be haunted by an old man or two.

Round the drums the “M’AKI” ceremony takes place.]

When deserted these “sing-sing” grounds are uncanny enough, but on a

dance night they are worse, and when the drumming commences, which

{159} sounds as if it came from the bowels of the earth, and makes

the flesh of your back feel as if it wanted to come off, the climax

is reached. You become chock-full of the supernatural, and would not

be in the least surprised if the earth opened up and the dancers

appeared amidst flames and smoke. Nothing quite as bad does happen,

but, presently, lights are seen flashing in the bush, and dark objects

holding torches come out and calmly take up their position in the

circle, till nearly a hundred human beings, naked save for paint and

streamers, are moving about.

Suddenly the drumming noise changes to a sort of tattoo, and then a

file of men line up and begin to keep time to the drums with their

feet; slowly at first, and then faster and faster till the very earth

shakes, and the dull thudding echoes through the dark bush. Then a

savage song is heard, a low chanting, and the men begin to whirl round

and round the posts till the eye becomes glazed and the flickering

light from the torches conjures up a thousand things that never happen,

but the drumming, monotonous beating of those wooden images goes on

and the tapping of the feet. The crowd of women over by the bush stand

watching in an almost hypnotic state, their bodies swaying {160}

unconsciously to the beating of the drums and the feet—black naked

women with vermilion-coloured faces, and white, staring, rolling eyes

watching every movement of the dance. Then a sudden dying away of the

drums and the shuffling of the feet and silence. It is weird indeed.

The women step forward, it is their turn now, and a wild scene

commences. More weird and more noisy than ever. Their shrill voices,

mingling with the thumping of the drums and the gruff monotones of the

men, make the bush resound. This is kept up for a long time, and then

suddenly they all rush off and the place is left in darkness.

On the morrow a big feast is held and the chief kills the sacred pigs.

The ceremony attached to this is worth seeing, as it is one of those

customs that are so time-worn that both their significance and original

meaning are lost and only the outward ceremony remains. For this the

natives are highly decorated with flowers and paint, and their frills

and plumes are extra well attended to. After a few preliminary canters

round the dancing ring to drive away the evil spirits, the chief and

sacred men appear, carrying spears. To the accompaniment of drums these

worthies pirouette round the ground. When this exercise is finished

a band of {161} natives face them and sing a wild song. Girls next

appear before the chief, highly be-plumed and be-feathered and with

faces stained bright red. They in their turn dance and sing. Next comes

the procession composed of men only, who carry the pig, which, like

Paddy’s, has a string tied to its leg in case it tries to get away.

The procession goes round the whole circle while the drums are beaten

in a quick tattoo—the squeals of the pig do not in the least affect

these stolid drummers, who ever keep time and never smile. At last,

when the circle is complete, the pig is cast at the feet of the chief,

who spears it with much gusto and then flings the spear away. The pig

is sometimes properly killed afterwards, but it is not considered

necessary. It is then carried away to where the spear, thrown by the

chief, has fallen. This is the way the pig is sacrificed to the sacred

stone. Each stone has to have its pig, so the killing goes on until the

right number has been slain. Then comes the cooking of all the dead

and dying grunters, and the biggest feast of the season is commenced.

So fat is the feast that at least half-a-dozen of those taking part

in it have to be removed and rubbed down by their comrades, or the

women-folk, to save them from death from over-gorging. {162}

There are many other ways of performing these dance and pig ceremonies,

and each island, in fact each village, varies the performance, but

they all begin with a dance and end with a feast, which is the usual

programme for savage functions.

[Illustration 54: LEAVING SANTO, A VIEW OF THE MOUNTAINS, NEW

HEBRIDES]

{163}

CHAPTER XVI

Concerning witchcraft—More about burials—The gentle art of making

love—The rain-makers.

Superstition and witchcraft are strongly in evidence in the New

Hebrideans, and the natives have more than their share of both. Besides

those things to which I have already alluded, there is a peculiar

idea held in some of the islands that certain sacred men have the

power of killing by witchcraft. The method adopted by them is similar

in many respects to the usual custom, that of making an image of the

man or woman whose death is required, and then doing to it what it is

wished shall happen to the original. In the island of Tanna the method

differs slightly, for here, instead of an image being made, part of

the person’s property is stolen and taken to the sacred man who works

destruction to its late owner, but he must have this property in his

possession, or his maledictions will fail. {164}

The sacred men who are supposed to possess these powers are called

Narak-burners, and they hold their position through being the

possessors of certain stones known as Narak stones, which they, or

their fathers, have at some time found and buried in the vicinity of

their house. Some of these stones are in the British Museum and show no

signs of anything supernatural about them, but the natives hold them in

great dread and reverence.

When a man desires the death of any one, he visits the Narak—he may

only desire to give him a disease, but it is usually death he is after

when calling on the Narak-burner—and brings with him some hair or food

or some particle of clothing belonging to the man he wishes shall

suffer. This he presents to the Narak, who doctors it up and then wraps

it in leaves and burns it over a sacred fire, lit, it is presumed, over

or near the place where the Narak stones are hidden. As the article

begins to burn, so sickness falls upon the owner, who goes on getting

worse until the article is completely turned to ashes; then death comes.

[Illustration 55: A SACRED MAN, AOBA, NEW HEBRIDES]

Such is the superstition, but of its power I cannot speak. A large

payment of shell-money {165} or pigs has to be made to the Narak-burner

before he starts his work, and if a man hears that his effigy is being

thus dealt with, or fancies it is because he feels sick, he will hurry

off to the “burner” and offer him a bigger price for his freedom than

his enemy has paid for his death. The result of this may be guessed,

and a keen bidding often results; if he be rich he is allowed to live,

but a poor man has no chance.

It is through the fear of Narak burning and evil wishing that the

natives bury their hair when they cut it off, and also take care never

to leave any half-finished food about. They throw all their refuse

into a stream of water, which it is believed removes the power of the

Narak-burner.

There are so many quaint ceremonies connected with the lives of these

natives that a whole volume might be devoted to them alone; and even

then to deal with them all thoroughly the volume would have to be

a big one. In this book I only intend touching on the outskirts of

those which affect their lives most closely, and even then many of the

details must be left out, partly because they can only be explained in

a scientific work, and partly because they are so intricate. The whys

and the wherefores would lead into endless paths. {166}

If a native is rich, the first way he shows it is by changing his name,

and, as in England, money has to be spent for this privilege; in the

New Hebrides it means a feast, and a big one at that. On announcing his

desire for a new name to the chief, and proving that he has the means

of paying for it, the native goes away by himself for a few weeks,

during which time he is considered “duli” and is not allowed to see a

woman, and only permitted to eat certain things, as in the case of the

New Guinea natives when they become _ibito_.

After his seclusion he is known by his new name, and attends the big

religious feast which he himself has provided.

Other ways are found for changing names, and certain natives are

rewarded for their bravery and good deeds by being given a new one, in

much the same way as a man is knighted in England.

The marriage laws are similar to those in the other islands; and pigs

are often given to the parents in exchange for their daughter. The

girl being chosen more often for her working capabilities than for her

beauty.

The burial ceremony and disposal of the corpse vary considerably in

the different islands, but since the introduction of Christianity they

are changing {167} to the ordinary Christian burial. In _Oceania_

the author says that in old days “In Efaté the body was carefully

prepared for burial and then dressed. The burial was accompanied with

much solemnity, and great wailing, and animals were slain in sacrifice

to the dead at the grave. It was supposed that the spirits or essence

of the animals slain would accompany the souls of the deceased to the

spirit-world, the entrance to which was the westermost point of Efaté,

at a place called Takituki.”

“In Malekula,” says Lieutenant Boyle T. Somerville, “a sort of mummy is

made, of which specimens were brought to his ship by a white trader,

who had procured them in exchange for a rifle at the conclusion of a

‘sing-sing.’ They are said to be the effigies of the chief, whose skull

(the only portion retained of all his remains) formed the head. This is

plastered with mud to represent a living face, a body of bamboo twigs

and mud, highly coloured in black, white and red and purple stripes,

forms the figure. On each shoulder a highly conventional face is

moulded, looking to right and left respectively, and in each hand is a

pig’s lower jaw.”

During Mr. Hardy’s travels in these islands, he came across a kind of

graveyard where chiefs were {168} supposed to be buried underground,

and a heap of stones and rocks marked the spots where they lay.

The skull-huts, already alluded to, show that this is still another

form of burial—they are innumerable.

Rain-making is almost as universal as feeding, and every race has its

rain-maker, who, for a consideration, will tap the cloudless sky and

bring torrents of water down to quench the thirst of the dry earth. In

the New Hebrides the rain-maker goes into the forest and there collects

the branches of a certain tree, which he cuts into lengths and lays a

dozen or so of them parallel to each other. He then takes another dozen

and threads them through the parallel ones, forming a kind of flat

basket-work hurdle. Over this contrivance he mutters prayers, and then

buries it in a dried-up creek where the water should be running.

More incantations follow this proceeding, and then heavy stones and

rocks are placed over the rain producer, and the inhabitants all wait

for the rain, which, strange to say, generally comes.

[Illustration 56: THE STONE “DEMITS,” OR THE SOULS, WITH THEIR

ATTENDANT WOODEN FIGURES, MALEKULA ISLAND, NEW HEBRIDES.]

There is no lack of faith in these natives, and when once they have

applied to the rain-maker they set to work to make preparation for

the rain, which reminds me of an amusing anecdote I heard in {169}

America. In Belmont there had been a tremendous drought, and the

farmers were in such a fright that they unanimously decided to appoint

a certain day on which rain should be prayed for. On the Sunday chosen,

the farmers, their wives, and families rose early and started off to

church. Just as one party were leaving home a little child of five or

six years old suddenly sprang down from the buggy and cried out for

them to wait a minute, as she disappeared into the house. Every one

wondered what was the matter, and presently, when the child appeared

carrying a great big carriage umbrella, they all burst into roars of

laughter. “Why,” said the father, “you silly child, there’s not a cloud

in the sky.”

For a moment the child looked perplexed. “But, daddy,” she said in a

tone of wonder, “aren’t we going to pray for rain?”

The natives of the New Hebrides are very much like this little girl,

and perhaps their faith brings about the results they desire. Who

knows? Sometimes, however, they get more than they desire.

One writer gives an amusing description of what happened in 1890, at

Ambrym, an island adjoining Malekula, when rain was asked for.

“Make us rain,” said the natives to the {170} rain-maker, “or our yams

will not grow and we shall starve.”

The wise man consented, and after the machine, described above, was

duly placed in a dry water-hole, the rain came down in torrents and

did not cease for forty-eight hours. It was so severe that the entire

surface of the harbour was fresh to the depth of three or four inches;

and the water-hole, where the machine had been placed, had ten feet of

water in it; whilst the yams in the plantation were being literally

washed out of the ground. So great was the consternation of the

natives that they were beside themselves with fear, and rushing to the

rain-maker implored him to stop the rain. This, however, was no easy

task, as the old man explained, because his machine was buried under

ten feet of rushing water. Being unable to dive he could not get it

out, and until it was fished out the rain would continue. The scene can

be better pictured than described. At last in desperation the aid of

the shore natives, who are good divers and swimmers, was sought, and

soon the machine was brought out of the creek, and the rain stopped

immediately afterwards.

The most remarkable thing about these and like superstitions is that

more often than not they come {171} off as the sages predict they

will; and when once one does there is no longer any room for doubt, in

the minds of those who wish to believe. That incident of rain-making

in 1890 will be talked about for years, and the name of the rain-maker

will be handed down to future generations.

{172}

CHAPTER XVII

Native clothing and ornaments—Their arts and industries, their canoes

and weapons, and their way of fishing.

In Malekula, Efaté, and Tanna the natives wear as many adornments and

cram as many ornaments on their bodies as they can, and since this

weakness of theirs has been found out, both visitors and missionaries

trade on it, when endeavouring to get on the right side of them.

Everybody going to these places nowadays takes with him a good supply

of trumpery adornments, and exchanges them for native things of ten

times their value. Ivory rings and shell rings were the most precious

ornaments the New Hebrideans originally wore, but the less wealthy

covered themselves with armlets, fibre belts, flowers, and if they

could get a comb to stick in their hair they fancied themselves

immensely superior to those who had not such a mark of distinction.

Trade beads are now added to their possessions, and they work them into

most artistic {173} patterns and wear them round their necks. A

small mirror will often be seen hanging from a native’s ear-ring, and

many other strange combinations of savagedom mixed with civilisation

are met with in these islands to-day. A native wearing a calico

loin-cloth and a top-hat poised on his woolly head and kept in position

by a string round his chin is not an uncommon sight. Another may be

seen wearing a pair of knee-breeches, a tennis shirt, with the collar

turned up, and a trader’s hat. Another, perhaps dispensing with the

breeches, will wear only the hat and shirt. Altogether they seem to do

their very best to imitate an English clown, though of course they are

not aware of the fact.

[Illustration 57: OLD CANNIBAL CHIEF WHOM THE ARTIST MET ON THE ISLAND

OF AOBA, NEW HEBRIDES.]

To meet a burly native with elaborate ear-rings, an ivory spike through

his nose, and his face well marked, with a collar and dickey hanging

round his neck, seems absolutely ridiculous, but the proud possessor

of such a costume will strut about as if he were the best-dressed

man in the islands. As may be supposed they look particularly coy,

some of them, and only require a banjo and a pair of trousers to make

ideal Christy Minstrels. The humour of their costumes, needless to

say, does not strike them, and their less-clothed neighbours look on

them with envy, whilst the girls bill and coo at the {174} sight of

them—such is fashion. A tappa loin-cloth, similar to the Fijian cloth,

was originally the fashion amongst the women in parts of this group of

islands, prior to the coming of the white man, and it was held round

the waist by a belt of fibre and ornamented with coloured or stained

grass. But, back in the bush, the married women were the only ones

who wore anything that could be really called a costume, the younger

women’s attire being only flimsy grass mats made of streamers, and tied

round their waists—which from a point of decency would be equal to a

piece of mosquito netting. The men were always clothed to a certain

extent, owing to a peculiar belief they hold that they must not be seen

naked.

Feathers play a prominent part in head dress on special occasions, such

as at the dance I have already mentioned. The hair is never shaved off

the men’s heads but left to grow wild, and some of them possess very

fine beards and moustaches, but all cannot boast such growth. I have

seen a good few with moustaches like boarding-house tooth-brushes.

Tattooing is not common, but cicatrices are, and most men bear curious

marks on their bodies. These are made when they are quite young by

cutting a pattern on the skin and then continually {175} removing

the scab until a deep kind of scar is formed. It takes a long time to

become perfect, but when it is they are exceedingly proud of it.

[Illustration 58: TYPE OF MAN FROM THE ISLAND OF TANNA, NEW HEBRIDES]

Paint is sometimes used for decorating their faces and bodies in

place of tattooing, but it is very ugly and disfigures both the men

and women. Red, black, and white are the chief colours used, and no

particular design characterises the work; the painter generally puts

what his fancy suggests, and no meaning is attached to it, as is

generally the case with the native markings.

The women are the workers here as elsewhere, and at basket-making and

mat-plaiting they are splendid hands. Clothes used to be made by them

and bartered for food to villagers on the coast. The mats are made from

fibre, which in its turn is made from the pandanus leaf by cutting it

into long shreds with a piece of shell and then allowing it to dry.

Most of the mats have some sort of a pattern on them, and are now

greatly prized by collectors. In the New Hebrides they are put on the

floor of the huts, and are also used as screens to cut off the sleeping

apartments from the day room. Some more artistic than others are

fringed with feathers or tassels of discoloured grass. These, however,

are generally made to sell to the tourist. {176}

Baskets are also manufactured in some of the islands. Pottery, however,

is a forgotten art here, and a legend accounting for the number of

old and broken pieces which may still be found in the bush is worth

relating.

The natives believe that their islands at one time in the world’s

history were brought up out of the sea by a beautiful goddess, Li Maui

Tukituki; they say that when the world was quite new she was carrying

home some water in jars, but, owing to the rocky state of the land she

spilled the water, which made her so angry that she threw the jars at

the ground and in that way punished it and made it still. From that day

to this it has not moved. So tradition says, and these broken pieces of

pottery are known as the water jars of Li Maui Tukituki and are held in

great reverence by the natives.

[Illustration 59: FINISHING OFF A CANOE, BRITISH NEW GUINEA]

The tools used for hut-building and canoe-building are made of stone,

shell, and iron, but there are very few of the real stone adzes to be

found now, except in the museums, as the trade articles have taken

their place and are in use all over the islands. Exactly the same

kind of canoe is made here as in New Guinea, and the same methods of

making it are adopted. The largest canoes are made in Malekula, from

whence the natives go {177} long voyages to trade with other

islands, and, I suppose, in the old days went hunting heads; some of

the canoes are made out of the trunks of the bread-fruit trees. The

poles supporting the outrigger are run through holes in the side of the

canoe and lashed into position. There are no fine lines in the curves

of these boats, they are roughly made and have very little decoration

about them. The outrigger itself is just a heavy log of wood pointed at

each end.

The sails of the larger boats are now made of trade canvas, though they

were originally made of matting. The rowers or paddlers sit in the boat

upon the cross beams of the outrigger poles which pass through the

gunwale. The steersman sits right aft, and can swing the boat round

with marvellous rapidity.

On Rano, a little island near Malekula, are three or four very fine

specimens of large war canoes lying on the beach. I mention this, as it

has been said by many writers, who have visited these parts, that the

New Hebrides natives never possessed large canoes, whereas these are

far larger than any in the Solomons, but, judging by their appearance,

they have not been in use for ages and ages, nor can the natives

there tell anything of their history. {178} There is, of course, a

possibility that they may have been stranded there in a storm, but it

is not likely, as the stern of one of them is protected by a shed,

which looks as if it had always been its resting-place, also, the

whole construction is of the Hebridean style. The larger of the two is

considerably over thirty feet from stem to stern, and the bow rises up

to a height of over ten feet, and is made of a solid dug-out log curved

and tapering off to a point, where evidently a figure-head of some sort

has been, but now only a rudimentary bird’s head remains, and suspended

from the bird’s neck are a pair of boar’s jaws.

The boat prow is ornamented and boxed and laced with sinnet. The depth

inside allows more room than is usually found in like structures, and

to get this depth the sides have been built up by lacing planks to each

other in a curious and ingenious way. The crew to man one of them must

have consisted of thirty or forty men at the very least. The stem of

the canoe is a high peaked one, curving gently outwards and elaborately

carved.

The outrigger is an enormous log, and is attached in the ordinary way,

though, of course, owing to its great size, nearly a dozen pegs help to

keep the poles in position.

[Illustration 60: OLD WAR CANOES, NEAR MALEKULA, NEW HEBRIDES]

{179}

Though reliable information regarding these relics cannot be obtained,

it is evident that they are highly prized, as periodically they are

covered with freshly fallen leaves to keep the sun from warping them.

They are evidently the last of their kind, and show signs of having

been occasionally used as sailing canoes with a great mat sail,

probably after the style of the smaller craft of similar construction

often seen around Pentecost Island. Rano Island, where these boats are,

is a pretty little place with a fine beach running up on one side to a

densely wooded shore. The village lies back behind a line of scrub, and

is completely hidden from the view of the sea. This method of building

villages is common in the New Hebrides, and is done to enable the

inhabitants to get the first sight of an attacking party.

The weapons of war used by these islanders differ in many respects from

those in the other groups. Here the bow and arrow play a conspicuous

part in warfare and in hunting. The bows are between six and eight feet

long on some islands, whilst at Malekula they are seldom more than five

feet; most of them are very roughly made, neither the manufacturers nor

owners seemed to mind if the curve of the bow was exact or not. {180}

But in Malekula, again, both the workmanship and artistic taste are

more advanced.

The arrows are similar all over the group, and measure about three feet

in length; they come to a sharp point at the end, which is charred to

make it harder. They are each composed of a piece of hard wood pointed

at the end, about a foot long, let into a cane shaft and bound at the

junction with grass.

On Aoba Island the points of the arrows are very long and are composed

of sharpened human bone. It was the custom in the old days to poison

the arrows before use, but what method was adopted is not known,

possibly they were dipped in rotten fish or human flesh, the favourite

method of many savages.

The arrow used for fishing is a much longer one and has three prongs,

others of different design are used for shooting birds.

[Illustration 61: HAVANNAH HARBOUR, RATHMOY, NEW HEBRIDES]

Fish, birds, and a few small animals form the only wild diet for

which hunting is necessary. Neither lines nor hooks are used in the

New Hebrides for fishing, they scorn this method, in spite of the

demonstrations by the whites, and the greater chance they would have of

securing big catches. Sometimes, however, they use a small hand-net,

but {181} only for small fish, and they are not keen on its

use. They stick to their spears, and as a rule they choose a bright

moonlight night when the tide is going out, and armed with spears, bows

and arrows, they crowd down to the reefs with torches, and dart in and

out of the pools where fish are sure to be; then, with a sharpness that

is almost incredible, the spears are seen to dart into the water, and

come out again an instant after with fine, struggling fish on them. It

is great sport, and there is little wonder they enjoy it. Both sight

and feeling are brought into play during this pastime. The large fish

can be seen and are speared easily, but others which just skim past

the fisher’s legs are not as quickly taken, and try the skill of the

natives. Others occasionally need a deal of chasing, for once a native

has felt his prey he will not rest until he has secured it. He seems to

be untiring, and does not stop fishing until he has quite a good haul.

Turtle fishing is not gone in for much, as the natives are

superstitious about the turtle, and civilisation has not yet been

able to dispel their fears. One of the chief ones is that the eggs

are sacred and may not be eaten. But one by one their superstitions

are going, for they see how the {182} white man prospers in spite

of scorning all their sacred ideas, and that now and then makes

them courageous enough to break through the barrier, and when once

a superstition has been found untrue, they are not slow in testing

another, if by challenging it they can see any gain for themselves.

[Illustration 62: PASSING THE REEF, AOBA, NEW HEBRIDES]

{183}

CHAPTER XVIII

The cultivation of copra—The labour traffic; when slavery really

existed, and the traffic in natives of to-day.

Copra is the staple industry of the New Hebrides, as they say in the

geography books, but the output of it is about as reliable as the

rainfall, for the supply depends not, as might be expected, on the

demand, but on the whim of the natives; if they feel industrious, or

are hard pressed for tobacco and provisions, they will go into the bush

and bring in a sufficient quantity to meet their needs; but as a rule

they will only collect it from their own particular trees near their

village and will not go far afield, where they could get double the

amount for half the labour.

Cocoa-nut palms grow in patches all over the islands, and particularly

along the coast, and they make a charming picture viewed from the sea,

with their swaying trunks, and the quaint cluster of leaves at the

top: storm-tossed as they are, owing to {184} being top-heavy, they

all lean in one direction, the way the wind blows strongest, and give

the islands a wild appearance. The rustle of their leaves as one walks

beneath them makes a strange noise, and the falling of the nuts on a

windy day is a thing one has to be careful to avoid, as a good-sized

nut would seriously injure, if not kill, the person on whom it fell.

I have seen a natural grove of these trees nearly a mile long; the

dark stems and sage-green leaves against a blue sky, a bright yellow

road underneath which scintillated in the sun, and at its far end was

all blurred by the heat which rose as heat does from a stove making

everything quiver, presenting a beautiful picture not easily forgotten.

All along the coast of Malekula and Tanna the cocoa-nuts grow in

abundance. At Samari, New Guinea, there is one giant tree standing by

two others and away from the rest, the height of which has been the

means of many a sovereign changing hands. For the first thing a new

chum, fresh trader, or captain is asked is to guess its height, and few

ever guess it correctly, for a more deceptive-looking tree was never

born. It grows just behind the village and towers over everything, and

is a landmark that guides many a wanderer by land and sea.

[Illustration 63: THE ISLAND OF SAMARI, BRITISH NEW GUINEA]

{185}

The copra trade is of course carried on all over these and the

adjoining islands, but one sees more of it going on in the New Hebrides

than in the Solomons or New Guinea.

Copra is the white of the cocoa-nut and is not eaten by the natives at

all; all they do with the nuts is to drink the milk and use the fibre.

Nearly everything out there is made either of the leaves or fibre,

and even the trunks of the tree come in very handy for manufacturing

articles. When gathering copra the natives scale the trees to get at

the nuts, and having collected a good supply they sit down, break them

open, and lay them out to dry in the sun.

The oil of the cocoa-nut is chiefly made in England and America,

and the only process the nut goes through in the islands is that of

drying. When the nuts have been collected they are split in halves very

carefully with an axe, and then the halves are laid out in the sun.

Very soon the heat loosens the kernel, which comes away and is then

broken up into pieces. It is again put in the sun on mats, where it

remains until it is thoroughly dried; then it is collected in sacks and

sold by weight. Some traders, however, go in for making cocoa-nut oil,

but not many, and if they do, a different process {186} has to be gone

through. The nut, instead of being split open, has the husk cracked on

a sharp pointed stake, it is then torn off and the inside split in two.

Next the kernel is scraped out on an iron scraper, which is attached

to a stool on which the native squats during the operation, and the

white part drops from the scraper into a vessel underneath, and is then

put into a cask to rot, after which it is pounded and made into a pulp

and placed at the end of a tilted trough—a hollowed-out log or old

canoe—until all the oil runs out of it. This oil is then strained and

put into casks.

The stench of a copra boat is proverbial, and this, without the copra

bugs, is enough to make one keep clear of them as much as possible.

Each trader has his copra shed and drying ground, and when Burns

Philp’s trading boats call, the sacks of copra are taken out by the

resident trader’s “boys” and again sold, this time to be shipped home

for further handling. When the oil is extracted in England, nearly

double the quantity is obtained from the same amount of nuts, and the

refuse is made into cakes for cattle.

[Illustration 64: A TRADER RECEIVING COCOA-NUTS, AOBA, NEW HEBRIDES]

When the trading steamers come it is quite an event in the monotonous

life of many of the small traders. Mails and provisions are sought with

an {187} eagerness that is delightful, for when a man has talked

nothing but native languages, and seen nothing but black men for weeks,

these visits are naturally the important event, and a newspaper or two,

if such luxuries can be found, no matter how old, are seized on by

traders as if they were gold.

Copra is practically the only industry that flourishes without

artificial aid. Even that is now being helped along, as the natives see

there is money in it, and some of the thrifty chiefs are making their

men plant the trees and look after them.

Traders and settlers now have plantations of coffee, bananas, and a

few other profitable products, as I have already mentioned, and this

industry is beginning to be successful. Taros and yams are cultivated

by the natives, and require a good deal of attention, and so nearly

all the work is left to the women. Yams vary from about the size of a

small marrow to a much larger affair. The “Chief’s Yam” is pale pink in

colour, and the ordinary ones are like a white mealy potato. In taste

they resemble a cross between an artichoke and a potato. Nearly all

the villages possess a yam-house, which is a sort of platform made of

bamboo with a thatched roof over it; the yams are hung from the top or

lie on the platform to dry. {188}

There is a kind of arrowroot which grows wild in the bush, besides a

few other native vegetables, but the latter are not of much account

unless they are cultivated.

The knowledge of agriculture learned by some of the natives who have

returned from Queensland comes in useful. Sometimes evidences of it are

to be seen here and there, but it is a lamentable fact that they do not

make better use of their opportunities.

Whilst in Queensland they work well, especially the women, and nowadays

there is no difficulty experienced in getting labour from these

islands. When the labour boat calls, the recruiting agent is soon able

to fill his vacancies, and the men he brings back laden with goods make

an excellent bait for others.

When engaging the natives a small quantity of money in advance is, I

believe, paid to them as an inducement to go, and then they sign on

for two, three, or more years to work at the Queensland Sugar Refining

Company’s places at Bundaberg, Mackay, and elsewhere on the Queensland

coast.

When there, they live chiefly in compounds, and seem to enjoy the

change of life. Their chief duties are to cut the sugar-cane, stack

it, and put {189} it on the trolleys, which carry it to the refinery

works.

[Illustration 65: COPRA BOYS OFF TO THE SHORE, NEW HEBRIDES]

The tremendous heat of these fields is beyond description, owing to the

number of the canes.

Many of the natives who have gone for a term of three years become so

fond of the life that they remain on for much longer periods. Many

have been known to petition the Queensland Government to be allowed to

remain in the country altogether. They mix up with natives from all the

islands, and intermarry in quite a friendly way. If by chance a native

of Malekula happened to be left, on his return, in the Solomon islands

by mistake, he would probably be made into mincemeat: but abroad they

get on very well together.

The labour trade in New Guinea was stopped some years ago, partly by

Governor Macgregor, and partly through the natives’ objection to work.

In this trait they resemble the Fijians, and consider work is a form of

slavery and so beneath them.

There is very little real affection between the natives, they part from

one another when going to Queensland with hardly any show of regret.

Sometimes when a woman is going her companions cry, but such scenes are

exceptional.

On their return, however, things are very {190} different, for they

come laden with new and interesting goods and money.

The chief immediately appropriates all the best of these articles, and

by so doing confers a great honour on the home-comer. The returned

one’s relatives then swarm round him, and each takes what he or she

fancies; and the welcoming party, consisting of fellow-tribesmen,

receive their little lot for having welcomed the returned one home.

The remainder of the goods are taken to their owner’s shed, where they

probably remain a few days. Other claimants soon come forward, so that

in less than a week the hut is empty of all save the worker and his

three years’ experience.

In the old days the labour traffic, or “black birding” as it was

called, was one of the most disgraceful trades ever carried on by

British subjects. So bad did it finally get that the Government stepped

in, and warships were kept on the lookout for these slave-traders,

and eventually, after a lengthy period and, strange to say, much

opposition, the labour traffic was made into an honest business.

[Illustration 66: THE “BLACKBIRDERS.” THE LABOUR TRADE IN THE SOLOMONS]

The method adopted by the early kidnappers was to fit out a schooner

in Australia in much the same way as a slave-boat, with a large hold

arranged with tiers of platforms, on which the natives slept {191}

at night. The owners would start out, having secured orders from

the Queensland sugar-planters for so many natives at so much per head,

and with these signed orders they would visit the islands. At first

some of them, according to reports, did try persuasion, and even went

so far as to barter with the chiefs for a certain number of natives,

but if this failed, as it often did, they simply went ashore and

carried off every man or woman they could lay hold of, rowed them out

to the ship, and then literally pitched them into the hold. Others they

would entice on board by offering to give them presents, and when once

on board they never saw the shore again.

During the commission of inquiry into the ways of these slave-dealers

some ghastly facts were brought to light, not only on the part of the

dealers, but also of the planters, particularly in Fiji where many of

the natives were sold. Here it came out that two Englishmen, who were

in the habit of brutally ill-treating the natives, once overstepped the

mark by tying a woman to a tree and thrashing her, and afterwards they

rubbed the juice of the Chili pepper into the wounds. This was quite an

ordinary form of punishment; but when they cut the same woman’s toes

off, the natives banded {192} themselves together, burned down the

whole plantation, and killed the planters’ children. The two planters,

sad to relate, escaped.

But those days are passed now, and the planters are very different men,

and live their lives in peace and tranquillity, and many of them treat

the natives so well that they will do anything for them.

[Illustration 67: A YAM SHED ON THE ISLAND OF TIERRA ESPIRITU SANTO,

NEW HEBRIDES]

{193}

CHAPTER XIX

A short sketch of the missionary work in the South Seas—Concerning

John Williams, James Chalmers, and others.

I can do no better than conclude this short sketch of the three most

important groups of the South Sea islands by touching on the work and

lives of those brave fellows the missionaries, who have left all the

comforts of their English homes—their best friends and everything else

that was dear to them—to teach the gospel of their Master and bring

peace and happiness to these wild savages.

It is an easy thing to sneer at these “Gospel punchers” as they are so

often called “out west.” But in spite of all the little things against

them, one cannot help asking: Is it not through the work of the best of

them that we are to-day able to go amongst these savages?

The most bigoted unbeliever if he thinks, and if he knows the sort of

lives that many of these pioneers have led, must acknowledge their

bravery, {194} even if he doubts their beneficial influence; but only

the most ignorant could do that.

Mercenary reasons have always been assigned to account for the

presence of the missionary in savage lands and all over the world,

and particularly in New Zealand, one hears tales of the way the early

missionaries piled up the gold. In Australia the same stories are told,

but there was little in these savage South Sea islands to attract the

seeker for gold at the time missionaries first began their work, for

whatever they made would be at such a risk that it would not be worth

their while.

In Australia and New Zealand, of course, there is a difference, in the

latter place particularly, for there the Maoris were owners of large

tracts of valuable land, and, undoubtedly, one or two of the lukewarm

missionaries were tempted and fell.

One story I was told by an old Maori of a certain missionary is worth

relating, as his acts rather upset the work of many honest men who were

really trying to do good to these noble savages.

“Your clergyman be all right,” said the old man, when I mentioned

missionary work. “He teach us about God, but He too greedy. He want all

the Maori got.” {195}

“Nonsense,” I said; “who told you that yarn?”

A smile went round the little crowd as the old man glanced at his

friends. “Mr. —— he told us to look to God and we looked, while we

looked Mr. —— took our land. Then one day he come to us and he say,

‘God wants more land,’ and we gave him more land. Then some time soon

he came again and he say, ‘God wants cattle to put on the land.’ And we

give him cattle. Then he say, ‘God wants sheep.’ And we give him sheep.

Then long time after he come again and he say, ‘God want money to keep

the cattle and the sheep.’ But we had no money and so we had no more

God.”

It is acts like these, committed by a few of the black sheep, that

have made the bushmen, the cattlemen, and the traders sneer at the

missionary, and in their ignorance they have condemned the whole for a

part.

The trader and the kidnapper of the South Seas have for years fought

tooth and nail against the missionaries, and it is they who have spread

wild tales of the misconduct and strange practices of these noble men.

They had an end in view, as they knew their worst foe was not the

savage but the {196} missionary; it is the missionary who has been the

means of stopping the ghastly trade in black men; it is the missionary

again who has seen that the native was dealt with fairly; and these are

the sins he has committed and can never be forgiven.

As early as 1796 the London Missionary Society, then the Missionary

Society, undertook the work of sending men to these islands in the hope

of winning their inhabitants to better lives. At that time the lives

they were living were as bad, if not worse than those of savage beasts,

and the publication of Captain Cook’s _Voyages_ in these islands

aroused men of Christian feeling, and was the means of the Society

sending out men to Tahiti; most of whom eventually died of sickness or

were butchered by the natives.

For years these men and others worked their hardest against fearful

odds, and for ten years they made little or no progress. Reports show

that in 1813 one Tahitian had become a Christian. But this was the

beginning, and during the next few years progress was as rapid as it

had been slow before. Eventually the king of the island acknowledged

the Christian belief, and set to work to destroy the heathen gods.

[Illustration 68: THE ARTIST’S GUIDE, ON MALEKULA, NEW HEBRIDES]

The adjacent islands were next approached, and {197} the Tahitian

Missionary Society was formed with the avowed object of devoting all

its energies to the conversion of the natives of these islands. Amongst

its teachers the Society had a large body of natives, and it was not

only assisted in this way but financially also by the very men who a

few years before would have nothing to do with it.

Then came one of the greatest of the great men to these islands;

John Williams, who was not only a splendid worker but a magnificent

organiser. He soon had a boat fitted out in which he was able to visit

the adjoining islands; finally confining his labours to New Guinea and

the New Hebrides.

In 1823 Williams discovered Raratonga, an island in the Hervey group,

and he seems to have devoted more of his time to the natives of this

island than any other. It was his island, “dear Raratonga,” as he

always called it. The population of it when he landed he estimated as

about 7000, and in less than a dozen years he wrote of them in the

following way:—

“I cannot forbear drawing a contrast between the state of the

inhabitants when I first visited them, and now in 1834. In 1823 I

found them all heathens, in 1834 they were all professing Christians.

At the former period I found them with idols and {198} Maraes; these

in 1834 were destroyed, and in their stead there were three spacious

and substantial places of Christian worship, in which congregations

amounting to 6000 persons assembled every Sabbath day. I found them

without a written language, and left them reading in their own tongue

the wonderful works of God.”

And again he said—

“In reference to the island generally, it may be observed that the

blessings conveyed to them by Christianity have not been simply of a

spiritual character, but that civilisation and commerce have invariably

followed in her train.”

Succeeding this noble man in the islands were men of fine characters,

the Revs. William Gill, E. W. Krause, and Messrs. Pitman and Buzacott,

and then in 1867 came the man whose sterling good qualities will never

be forgotten—James Chalmers, or “Tamate,” the name by which he was

always known by the natives.

“Tamate” was bred and born in Scotland, and it was there he grew

muscular and learned to love open-air life. Quite as a youth he became

enthusiastic to devote his life to missionary work in savage lands; but

subsequent events, and probably his companions, who were young men keen

on {199} mischief and adventure, helped to make him forget his early

aspirations. In fact, in that splendid biography of his written by

Cuthbert Lennox, it is stated that young Chalmers’ religious ideas went

through a period of uncertainty, and it was not until 1859, when he was

eighteen years of age, that he had occasion to remember his early vow.

It was during a great religious revival, which was bringing in

thousands of converts in Scotland, that Chalmers was persuaded to

attend one of the meetings. This meeting he himself said that he and

his friends had previously determined to do all in their power to

upset. The result of it was that the true James Chalmers was roused,

and from that hour he never wavered in his determination to teach the

gospel to savages.

For years he worked steadily away at his studies, and in 1861 he

was appointed to a position in the Glasgow City Mission. His good

work brought him recognition, and finally he applied to the London

Missionary Society for a position as missionary. The application was

accepted, and Chalmers then went into training and was ordained as a

missionary in 1865. He sailed almost immediately afterwards in the

missionary boat _John Williams II._ for Raratonga island. {200}

Prior to leaving England James Chalmers married, and to his wife he

gives the credit of half the successes of his life. The passage out to

the South Seas was a terrible one, as the following extract shows:—

Whilst still in the English Channel the vessel encountered a terrific

storm, memorable as being that in which the _London_ was lost. Three

passengers were thrown out of their bunks, the pilot was knocked

insensible, the compass binnacle was damaged, the whale-boat was

carried away, and the seamen were constrained to ask the missionaries

to pray for a change of wind. With difficulty the _John Williams II._

made the Portland Roads, and escaped the fate of some twenty-one

vessels which foundered in the storm.

But this was only the beginning of the trials of that journey. Another

storm met them in the Bay of Biscay, and a third one off the Cape of

Good Hope, but they reached Adelaide eventually, and were there able to

rest.

On the 21st of August the missionary ship which was to carry them to

the islands left Sydney, and was in less than a fortnight high and dry

on a reef, but she did not become a total wreck. She was taken back

to Sydney for repair, leaving there again on the 15th of November, to

become a total wreck on the 8th of January; her passengers were landed,

minus all their belongings, on an almost unknown {201} and uninhabited

island. The notorious _Bully Hayes_, however, rescued them from this

spot and took them to Samoa. Eventually James Chalmers and his wife

reached Raratonga safely after a voyage extending over seventeen

months—the passage now takes about six weeks.

“Tamate’s” life in the South Seas was a life of sheer hard work, but

he always felt, and properly so, that he was making headway. At the

beginning of his career at Raratonga he set to work on the young men,

as he thought in them lay the future hopes of the civilisation of the

islands. When one knows the risks he ran in going back into the bush,

where white men were so dreaded that they were often shot on sight, one

cannot help feeling that a special providence was looking after him. He

took no half measures and made few concessions, but went boldly to work

at the start as he intended to go on to the end.

Many of the natives had been in the habit of fancying that the

missionaries were weak men, but in “Tamate” they met one who was their

equal in most things and could beat them at many.

As a sportsman and a man of pluck he immediately won their hearts, in

fact every one who {202} came in contact with him speaks of him as a

Man before all else.

One missionary said at the court in Sydney that, in his dealings with

the natives, he remembered before all else that he was an Englishman,

then a man, and lastly a missionary; but in “Tamate” every one

recognised the Man.

From Raratonga Chalmers worked diligently amongst all the adjacent

islands, and when later he had his yacht he was able to extend his

operations and win many of the worst savages to better ways, and

by joining in with the other missionaries some splendid work was

accomplished. Throughout he saw the need of native teachers, and it

was this branch of the work he set himself to push on, with the result

that now there are native teachers and preachers in every island in the

Pacific.

The chief trouble with which he and other missionaries had to contend

was the climate; the unhealthy districts they had to visit often laid

them up for weeks at a time. Finally Tamate’s wife, after a long and

distracting illness, died and left him broken-hearted, for through all

his difficulties she had been his mainstay. She died at sea on the 25th

of October 1900. Her end was a very sad and disappointing one, as is

shown by a letter Chalmers {203} wrote to one of his friends at the

time. “We had dreamt of a little rest together in a cottage out of

London somewhere, before we crossed the flood. We shall dream no more,

she waits on the other side, as she said ‘I shall be waiting for you

all.’”

It was not long she had to wait either, for on the 7th of April of

the following year James Chalmers was massacred in the Aird River

district, a part of the islands where he was not well known. The

following account of the massacre was written by the Rev. A. E. Hunt,

who accompanied His Excellency the Lieutenant-Governor of the Colony

on a punitive expedition. “The _Niue_ (Chalmers’ yacht) anchored off

Risk Point on the 7th of April, and a crowd of natives came off. As it

was near sunset Tamate gave them some presents, and made signs that

they were to go away and the next day he would visit them ashore. At

daylight the next morning a great crowd of natives came off and crowded

the vessel in every part. They refused to leave, and in order to

induce them to do so Tamate gave Bob, the Captain, orders to give them

presents. Still they refused, and then Tamate said he would go ashore

with them, and he told Tomkins (his right-hand man) to remain on board.

The latter declined and went ashore with Tamate, followed by {204}

a large number of canoes. When they got ashore the whole party were

massacred and their heads cut off. The boat was smashed up, and the

clothing, etc., distributed. All the bodies were distributed and eaten.”

Chalmers evidently felt that his end was coming, though it cannot be

supposed he knew how it would come. A few weeks before his death he

wrote to a friend: “Time shortens, and I have much to do. How grand

it would be to sit down in the midst of work and hear the Master say,

‘Your part is finished, Come.’”

Some time before Chalmers’ death Williams and many other missionaries

were massacred; in fact it is in this way most of them have died, but

their work will always remain as a memento. As Robert Louis Stevenson

said, when bunching the good and bad missionaries together:

“With all their gross blots, with all their deficiency of candour,

honour, and of common sense, the missionaries are the best and most

useful whites in the Pacific.”

[Illustration: SKETCH MAP OF THE SOUTH SEA ISLANDS.

MAP ACCOMPANYING “THE SAVAGE SOUTH SEAS,” PAINTED BY NORMAN H. HARDY,

DESCRIBED BY E. WAY ELKINGTON, F.R.G.S. (A. AND C. BLACK, LONDON).]

{205}

INDEX

Administrator, an, 8

Adornments, trumpery, 172

Adventurers, 3, 15, 16

Agricultural pursuits, 23

Aird, river, 6

Ancestor warship, 153

Anchor, 66

Anchors, jamming of, 68

Ambryn, 147, 169

Americans, 12

Aoba, 78, 79, 81, 147, 180

Armlets, 42, 51

Arrowroot, 188

Arrows, the, 180

Attack, mode of, 99

Australasian Trading Company, 16

Australia, 11, 12

aboriginal of, 26

Australians, 7

Bamboo, 20

Bananas, 22, 24, 62, 187

Baskets, 176

Beck, Louis, 72

Betel-nut, chewing of, 111

Bibles, 14

“Blackbirding,” 190

Black labour, 10

Blackmailing, 50

Boat, the labour, 188

prow, 178

Bonita, call, 115

fishing, 113

Bougainville, de, 5, 9, 10, 11, 92, 133

Bow and arrow, 133

Bracelets, 157

Bread-fruit trees, 177

British Government, 7

British New Guinea, 6, 8, 26, 30

youth of, 38

British subjects, 12

Brown, Rev. Dr., 64

Buka, 10

Bundaberg, 188

Burial ceremony, 166

Burial ground of the traders, 79, 80

Burns Philp, Messrs, 16, 29, 72, 81, 186

Bush, men of the, 22, 32

Call by bonito, 115

Canoe, 17, 23, 27, 58

buying of, 27

houses, 89

Canoes, big, 178

building of, 26, 60, 176

small, 61

Cannibalism (Sol. Is.), 95

Capes, 49

Ceremonial purposes, 54

Ceremonies, sacred, 34

Ceremony, 38, 43

Chalmers, James, 65, 198, 199, 200

death of, 204

Chester, Mr., 7

Child, carrying of, 35, 36

Children, 32, 36

games of, 33

Cicatrices, 174

raised, 107

Civilisation, 16

Clark, George, 75, 77

death of, 78

Clay, 62

for pottery making, 62

Climate, 4

Climbing fish, 64

Clubs, 28

Cocoa-nut groves, 29

oil of the, 185

palms, 183

Cocoa-nuts, 62

Coffee, 187

“Coming out,” 38

Compounds, 188

Cook, Captain, 5, 11

Cooking, 34, 111

pots, 20

Copra, 183, 185, 187

boat, 186

trade, 185

Costumes, ceremonial, 30

humour of, 173

queer, 49

Crab, van der, 6

Crocodiles, 15, 122

Cures effected, 45

Custom, another, 42

Dance costumes, 49, 52

description of festival, 51

dook-dook, 50

the fish, 49

the funeral, 128

for love-making, 54

the war, 129

Dances, 30, 49

native, 49

Dancing, 31

art of, 38

ground, the, 51

Dancing, skirt, 52

Davis, Rear-Admiral, 99

Death of a husband, 46

visit of, 46

Demits, 156

Dook-dook dance, 50

Douglas, Hon. John, 7

Draughtsmen, 131

Drawings on wood, 132

Droughts, 4

Drum-making, 38

Drums, 39, 51, 158

Drying ground, 186

Dubu, 54

dance for women, 54

house, an old, 66

Dutch, 5, 6

Dynamite fishing, 63, 117

Eade, Dick, 74

Ear-rings, grotesque, 106

Earth oven, 23

Earthenware jars, 23

Education, 13

Efaté, 153, 154, 167, 172

Effigies, 156, 157

Elevera, 17, 21, 24, 26, 27

Emigration scheme, 12

Enemies, 28

England, 12

Equal rights, 8

Erskine, Commodore, 4

Euro, 88

Evanena, 33

Evil spirits, 46, 160

wishing, fear of, 138

Expedition, hunting, head, 28

of Postillion, 6

of Trinton, 6

Explorers, 3

Faces, decorating of, 175

Faith, 168

Fanarita, 101

Feast, 29

Festival dance, description of, 51

Festivals, 30

Fiddle played by mouth, 131

Fiji, 10, 32

Fijians, 25

Fire, 19

producing of, 132

Fish, 62

climbing, 64

dance, 49

spearing of, 63, 118

Fishing, 26, 180

by bonito, 113

with dynamite, 63, 117

by kite, 116

by moonlight, 116

by nets, 62

by spears, 118

for turtles, 181

Florida Island, 102

Flowers, 104

Food, 23, 108

eating of certain, 40

France, 11, 12

“French Jack,” 11, 93

residents, 143

Fresh water, objection to, 151

Frigate bird, 57, 107

Funeral rites, 126

Funerals, 30

Furniture, 18

Games, 34

rough boyish, 34

Germans, 5

Germany, 10

Gill, Rev. William, 198

Girl’s love-letter, 43

Girls, 34

Glasgow City Mission, 199

Gorging, 91

Government House, 17

officials, 17

Granville, 16

Graveyard, 127

Great Britain, 10, 11

Great southern continent, 10

Guadalcana, 9, 92, 101

Guppy, Dr. H. B., 101, 138

Habitations, 20

Haddon, Professor, 41, 43

Hair, 25, 31, 174

arrangement of, 31

bleached, 107

bushy, 38

sale of, 32

Hanuabada, 17, 24, 26

Harbour, 16

Hardy, Mr., 27, 64, 73, 108, 109, 167

Hayes, Bully, 201

Head-hunter, notorious, 98

hunters, 16

hunting, 37, 97, 102

hunting, big expedition, 28

Heads, shaving of, 25

wanted, 102

Hebrides, 144

Heirlooms, 19

H.M.S. _Fly_, 6

H.M.S. _Rattlesnake_, 6

Honolulu, 32

“Hope,” 89, 134

altars, 136

Houses, construction of (Sol. Is.), 86

interiors of the, 149

Human beings, cooking of, 111

Hunting, 22

Hunting pigs, 120

Husband, death of, 46

Huts, 17, 20

building of, 176

interiors of, 87

of skulls, 168

Hutten, Old Harry, 74

Ibitoe, 38, 39, 166

Idols, 157

Immigrants, 9

Industry, the chief, 145

Infanticide, 102

Ingova of Rubiana Lagoon, New Georgia, 90, 98

Ingova, head-hunters of, 98

Ingova’s Euro, 98

house at Rubiana, 89

Isabel, 9, 101

Islas de Salomon, 9

Ivivu, 130

Jammed, 66

Jew’s harp, 130, 131

Kai-kai dish, 110

Kidnapped, 10, 29

Kite fishing, 116

Kolff, Lieutenant, 5

Krause, Rev. E. W., 198

Labour, 29

boat, the, 188

organised, 29

trade in New Guinea, 189

Ladder, 18

Lakatois, 59, 61

construction of, 60

Laws of marriage, 166

Leap-frog, 33

Legends, 137, 176

Leglets, 42

Le Hunte, George Ruthven, Esq., 8

Lion’s head, the, 92

Loafers, 29

Loafing, 31

Loin-cloth of tappa, 174

London Missionary Society, 196, 199

Love, 40, 41

Love charms, 44

Love-making, 37

Lovesick swain, 41

Lying, art of, 28

Macdonald, Mr., 153

Macgregor, Governor, 7, 189

M‘Ilwraith, Sir Thomas, 7

Mackay, 188

Mai, 100, 101

Malayan trepang, 118

Malays, 5

Malekula, 145, 147, 150, 154, 167, 169, 173, 176, 177, 179, 180, 184

Mambare river massacre, the, 75

Mangoes, 65, 66

Man and wife, 43

Maori method of carrying, 36

Maoris of New Zealand, 25, 44, 45, 194

Marriage, 34, 40

laws, 166

preparation for, 31

proposal of, 37

Masks, 49

construction of, 50

hideous design of, 49

Massacred, 204

Massacres, 14, 102

Mats, 18, 150, 175

Medicine men, 139

Meeting, arrangements for the, 42

Mekko district, 49

Men, burying alive of, 145

Meyer, Don Alvaro Mendana de, 9, 11

Mendana de, Islands, 9

Meyers, Dr., 6

Mineral, 3

Mission of the City of Glasgow, 199

Mission House, 17

Missionaries, 3, 7, 14, 65, 193

tales of, 194

Missionary Society of London, 196, 199

Missionary Society of Tahiti, 197

Moonlight fishing, 116

Moresby, Captain, 6

Mother, 35

Motus, 22, 23

Mourners, the chief, 128

Mourning, 30, 46

special dress, 46

universal, 126

Mouth fiddle, 131

Music, ears for, 130

Narak-burners, 164, 165

stones, 164

Native babies, 35

costume, 30

dances, 48

diet, 111

eyesight, 119

inquisitiveness, 26

instrument, 130

police, 8

police clothes and duties, 30

villages, 86

Natives, 15, 21, 23, 168

of New Guinea, 25

swimming, 67

Naturalisation papers, 12

Necklaces, 52

Nets, 117

hand, 117

fishing, 62

New Britain, 13

New Georgia, 95, 107

New Guinea, 4, 5, 7, 10, 13, 16, 36, 37, 47, 49, 56, 176, 184

divorce, laws of, 43

labour, trade in, 189

natives of, 25, 26, 44

New Hebrides, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 78, 79, 143, 185

settlement in, 143

New Zealand, Maoris of, 25

Nicolas the Greek, 73

Nose-rings, 106

Oil of the cocoa-nut, 185

Opossum, 121

Ornaments, 104

Outrages, 14

Outriggers, 58, 177

Over-gorging, 161

Paint, 175

Palavanua, 88

Pandean pipe, 130

Papuan, 35, 36, 37, 39

boy, coming of age, 38

dandy, 32

Paradise, veritable, 144

Pentecost Island, 179

Petty Sessions Courts, 8

Pig-a-back, 33

ceremonies, 162

hunting of, 120

sacrifices of, 155

Pile dwellings, 86

Pioneer settler, 144

Pitman and Buzacott, Messrs., 198

Planters, 10

Platform, 18, 21

Police, the, 21, 30

magistrate, 8

Port Moresby, 7, 16, 17, 22, 24, 26, 29, 61, 75

Resolution, 148

Vila, 143

Postillion expedition, 6

Pottery, 24, 61, 176

industry, the, 61

making, 26, 34

Pratt, Johnnie, 74

Preferential tariff, 12

Queensland, 7, 188

coast, 188

Government, 4, 78

sugar refining, 188

Quiros, de, 9, 10, 11

Rain-maker, the, 168

making, remarkable, 170

Rano Island, 177, 179

Raratonga, 197, 201

Religion, 124, 155

Resident magistrate, 8

Residents, French, 143

Rubiana, in, 97, 107

Sacedra, Alvaro de, 5

Sacred ideas, 182

stone, 161

Sacrifice, 29

Sacrifices of pig, 155

Sago, 61, 62

St. Christoval, 101

Sale, 32

Samari, 184

Samoa, 10, 32

San Christoval, 9

Santa Anna, 100

Catalina, 91

Cruz, 9

Sanitary arrangements, 151

Sapuna, 100

Savage song, 159

lands, magic in, 44

Savages, 13

Scratchley, Sir Peter, 7

Sea, men of the, 22

Secret rites, 28

Shaving, 107

Shed, 186

Shell-money, 164

necklaces, 105

Shields, 133

Shooting fish, 64

Silent philosophy, 36

Simbo, 127

“Sing-sing” 167

grounds, 157, 158

Skull-huts, 168

Skulls, string of, 37

Slave-dealers, 191

Solomons or New Guinea, 185

Solomon Islands, the, 9, 10, 13, 84, 86, 91, 94, 145

islanders, clothing of, 104

King, 9

Somerville, Lieut. Boyle T., R.N., 129, 167

Song, a savage, 159

Sorcerer, the, 44

South Pacific, 10

Sea Islands, 3, 13, 14

Seas, excitement of, 75

trader, 71

Spaniards, the, 11

Spanish explorers, 10

Spearing fish, 63, 118

Spears, 28

and clubs, 133

Sports, 120

Staple foods, 62

State councils, 8

Stevenson, Robert Louis, 204

Stories, amusing, 78

Streamers, 174

Street, 17

String armlet, 41

Superstition, 22, 39, 44, 45, 88, 115, 137, 163, 170

Superstitions, 14, 15, 23, 40

Surprise attack, 28, 29

Sweet potatoes, 62

Swimmers and divers, born, 32

Swimming natives, 67

Taboo, 88

Tahitian Missionary Society, 197

Taki, 106

“Tamate,” 198, 201

Tambu houses, 90, 91, 92, 152

Tanna Island, 83, 147, 148, 172, 184

Tappa loin-cloth, 174

Taros, 22, 187

“Tartan Jock,” 79, 81

Tattooing, 32, 56, 107, 174

Thatch, 20

Tierra Australis del Espiritu Santo, 11

Tight-lacing, 41

Tohunga, 44

Tohunganism, 45

Tools, the, 176

Torres, Luis Vaez de, 5, 10, 11

Straits, 5, 11

Trade beads, 172

Traders, 14, 15, 28, 186

burial-ground, 79, 80

experiences of, 81

of the South Sea, 71

risks of, 72

small, tales of the, 73

Tredacua shells, the, 105

Tree-houses, 21

Tribal wars, 22

Trinton expedition, 6

Trumpery adornments, 172

Tupusuli, 64, 65, 66

Turtle fishing, 181

Twine skirts, 54

Urio Moquru, 45, 46

Vegetable, 3

Verandahs, 21, 22

Veritable paradise, 144

Villages, 149

Volcano, 148

Wallaby, 23

War, weapons of, 132, 179

Western islands, 41

Wild animals, 17

Wild diet, 180

Willey, Dr., 109

Williams, John, 197, 204

Witchcraft, 163

Wives, plurality of, 43

Women, 29, 31

folk, 28

and girls, costumes of, 31

labour of the, 34

married, work of the, 35

workers, 175

young, 25

Worship, places of, 157

Wyllie, Dr., 64

Yacht, saving of, 67

Yams, 22, 24, 62, 187

the chief’s, 187

Yost, Prof. von, 64

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TRANSCRIBER’S NOTE

Original spelling and grammar have been generally retained, with

some exceptions noted below. Original printed page numbers are shown

like this: {52}. Original small caps and original bold type are now

uppercase. Italics look _like this_. The plates have been moved

from within paragraphs to nearby locations between paragraphs. I

produced the cover image and hereby assign it to the public domain.

Original page images are available from archive.org—search for

“savagesouthseas00elki”.

Page 55. Changed "Lakalois" to "Lakatois".

Illustration 25 caption. Changed “hold more that” to “hold more than”.

Page 164. Changed “it is persumed, over” to “it is presumed, over”.

Page 206. Changed index entry “Efate” to “Efaté”.

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